Regret, that fierce competitor of the present
Insufferable relic of another time
You sprout uninvited like a Jimson weed
And beckon with your poisonous lavender leaves
Oh regret, have you no other
Can you not wander in the woods
Can you not drift upon the sea
Have you known no other lover
Oh regret, why such thirst
To imbibe the lovelorn verse
Is the soul such easy prey
Condemned to live another day
Oh regret, is it the singing
The ballad or the church bells ringing
That brings you dancing in the night
To feast upon our feet of clay
A really good poem Daniel.. Coupled with your 'notes' it does become a very relevant poem.. Some of us are, indeed, trapped in regret for lives.. Thank you for sharing..
It is indeed an insidious emotion. We need to learn that it serves little purpose and not just move on, but improve. Thanks. Daniel.
Kelly, thanks for your comments. Regret is a bitter pill yet I think it serves a purpose. It's one of those emotions that simmers then boils when we least expect it. It's important to remember how you felt and why you remember. If for no other reason then to be a kinder gentler soul with the intention of inflicting less harm on those that you love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful piece of poetry depicting the haunting nature of regret, well articulated and elegantly penned in poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Daniel. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.